The Man Of A Thousand Faces

The Man Of A Thousand Faces
Good is better than perfect - Scrub till your fingers are bleeding - And I’m crying for things that I tell others to do without crying -- He used to go to his favorite bookstores - And rip out his favorite pages - And stuff ‘em into his breast pockets - And the moon, to him, was a stranger

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Make-out with random men, yay or nay?

Just to fill you all in, I am currently out and about in the city. Just wandering around doing whatever the flip I want. If I feel like going up to that dude who's mowing the grass across from me and makeout with him, i will. If I feel like throwing Arbys at McDonalds and shouting "this is what REAL food tastes like!!" then I will. Ah, sweet freedom. It would be wonderful except for one thing: FREE WiFi is almost non existant. Seriously. Wendy's and Chik-fil-a, you two should be ashamed of yourselves. You say you offer free WiFi? IT'S A LIE!! Other places too. You all say free WiFi but all I encounter are sly companies who think so little of us people to expect us to just hand over our credit card numbers so that we may get on the Internet. First off, that's just plain awful. And second of all, I don't know about YOUR deffinition of free, but handing you my credit card number doesn't sound like a risk free deal. What idiot would actually fall for that anyway?! BLAH.

Anyway, woo hoo! I'm posting today! Maybe I will keep my promise to post once daily after all :) Did you all miss me? I decided last night, after rereading all I had posted, that the only way I am going to keep you all from being bored stiff is if I keep the gate of my thoughts wide open. So, from now on, my every thought is yours...except for the ones I don't feel comfortable sharing (Whatever you are thinking, stop it right now! I am not talking about sex or any dumb crap like that. Perverts ;) Its okay, I'm a bit of one too.).

So, since I have agreed to keep my mind completly acssesable to you all, I am simply going to speak me mind. First thing on my mind is my friend "Jade" (that's a reference to last night's blog post. Just so you all know, that's not really her name.). "Jade" has a blog called My Mother Was A Rose, check it out. She's great. The second thing is, and this sort of has to do with "Jade" actually, about this guy that I know and that is seemingly not on good terms with Jade. We shall call him Trampy Tim--or just Tim for short. I had heard a few unflattering stories about Tim from Jade. Not only does Tim have a thing for groping girls who aren't his girlfriend, he is also over-possesive of that same girlfriend with who he is is not entirely faithful. Well, when hanging out with the wonderful Jade, we happened to run into Tim...and his girlfriend. Let me tell you, these stories were very well founded. I don't know if i was the only one who noticed, but Trampy Tim's gaze lasted a bit too long on my chest. I had already met Tim once before, but it was at a group get together to watch a bunch of scary movies and it is not the easiest thing in the world to base a persons character on one glace at them in the dark of a room while a movie is playing. Therefore, I was considering this as my first time really meeting him and, let me just say, his eyes kind of ruined my first impression of him.

Another thing I'd like you all to know, I am actually writing all of this in my Notes app on here and then once I'm done I'm going to email this to myself and then when I get home and have Internet again, THEN I will post this. So by the time you are all reading this I will most likely be at home, not roaming the city. Just thought I'd let you know :)

Last thought before I email this to myself: girls are rediculous. We are always so emotional. Oh my god. Seriously. I don't know how guys can stand us. I don't feel like elaborating right now, maybe I will later.

I'll see you all soon! Bye.

Comments are better than making out with random men

Love y'all
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